Don't Follow Me

Through the lens of laughter I cope with endless clatter The noise never fades away Heavy rests the crown each day I crumble inside they can’t see Struggles I hide so silently The days are cold long and grey My fogginess will lead them astray Seek your guidance elsewhere You risk falling into despair You follow blindly unaware Directing you wrong I can’t bear Find another guide to lead I no longer have what you need I laugh to mask the pain I feel My guidance would not be real